scarecrow

SCARECROW
     
      In the middle of a corn field a scarecrow hangs lifeless , because life's unkind he doesn't mind. He doesn't think , his arms and legs only move in the wind.
      He was made in a day , stuffed with hay , blue overalls , pale green shirt riddled with holes , flour sack head , yellow straw hat.
      No bright colors , all subtle hues , without depth or contrast , just a shallow ssshhhh of unraveling composition in the poorest condition..